Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

"This thing won't send people to the cracks in another dimension, right?" Milin looked at the portal in front of him that was shaped like the entrance to Alfaria's other world copy, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

After all, the fact that the portal did not disappear after the fight was quite suspicious. Milin did not believe that the opponent was eliminated too quickly and did not have time to destroy the portal.

Even if this is the case on the Imperial Capital side, the enemies on Milin's side still have enough time to do such a thing.

Could it be that this is also a "gift"?

A portal standing on the east side of the empire, adjacent to the currently divided Northern Empire, that can quickly release soldiers can indeed accelerate Milin's plan.

But any "gift", whether it's from fate or from the virtual realm, has already been secretly marked with a price.

In other words, the other party just hopes that Milin will use this portal as a gift, and then while Milin is using it, he will teleport Milin to an unknown nook and cranny, such as a restaurant at the end of the universe or something.

In fact, there is no need to teleport that far. Teleporting to a certain corner of the world can make Milin drink a pot.

The two Nazgul are still missing... maybe they are just cats somewhere, waiting for Milin's arrival.

But if this is the case, it would be too underestimated of Milin's IQ and fighting ability.

Even if Milin ranks third from the bottom in terms of combat ability at home, he is not someone that two Nazgul and Crickets can bully.

"e, this portal does have this function, or most of the portals have this function." Alori, who had already begun to study this portal in another section of the portal, said: "Anyway, the portal is just to determine the two Just give me the coordinates, open the door, and you’re gone in a snap.”

Alori's answer was very much like the chief magician of Winterhold. As for why Alori came to study the portal instead of sucking Smaug's dragon soul.

On the one hand, she wanted to whet Gray Feng's appetite, and on the other hand, she wanted to wait until Milin came back to see the dragon first.

After all, after Alori sucked the dragon's soul, all that's left of the dragon is its skeleton specimen, which has no other use than being sent to a museum for display.

After finishing speaking, Alori paused and continued: "But it has a function. Whether it can be done is another matter. This portal cannot currently be used for cross-world transmission."

"Are you sure?" Because Alori is too much of a sorcerer in terms of magical attainments, and he is the kind who doesn't ask for deep explanations and is very powerful at the same time, Milin doesn't trust Alori's conclusion too much.

"I'm very sure. This thing is powered by the magic circle I arranged. The control is already in my hands. Of course I'm sure!" Alori shouted immediately when he heard that Milin didn't believe him.

"Oh? So the fact that the portal didn't disappear is because you took away the control?" Milin found that he was a little bit behind the scenes... There was nothing he could do about it. Based on Alori's usual performance, Milin was I can't imagine that Alori can do this kind of micro-management.

"Um... I guess so." Alori replied hesitantly.

"What do you mean, it seems right?" Milin, who originally planned to praise him, swallowed back his words of praise.

"Although...I mean, even though I, Gray Wind, took control of this portal immediately when the collapse occurred, seriously speaking, the other party still has a chance to close it...if the other party plans to close it." Alori said truthfully.

"...In other words, this portal is indeed left to us by those things?" Milin, who knew what Alori meant by these words, nodded.

"That seems to be the case. Of course, it's also possible that they really didn't have time." Alori replied.

"You can never be too careful when dealing with those things." Milin said.

"Then what should I do with this thing? Destroy it?" Alori asked.

"Can you destroy it?" Milin's heart skipped a beat when he heard Alori's words.

"Yes, but it's a bit dangerous." Alori said.

"What danger?" said Mirin, who knew that vague Force precognition was often important.

"It's easy to cause space turbulence and so on, and because the world is shrouded by that barrier, this kind of turbulence cannot be thrown out casually." Alori replied.

"What's the result of having no place to throw it out?" Milin asked.

"...There is no place to stay in this area." Alori paused before replying.

"How big is the area?" Milin wanted to know more details.

"Maybe a city?" Alori couldn't give a very accurate answer this time.

"Tsk, you did it on purpose..." Milin's face turned a bit unhappy when he heard this conclusion from a city.

This is a gift for you. If you don't accept it, your house will be blown up. Such a chaotic behavior is indeed in line with the subspace style.

"Can this thing be sealed?" Milin asked, who didn't want to accept the gift.

"Seal it? Yes, just build a doorless house on both sides." Alori gave a very simple sealing method and then said: "But don't you think it's a pity, boss?"

"What's a pity?" Milin asked.

"This is a permanent portal." Alori said in a tone that was very rare for this thing.

"?? Didn't you just say that opening the portal is easy?" Milin was a little surprised as to why Alori used such a tone.

"It's easy to open a teleportation gate, but it's not easy to open a constant teleportation gate like this. At least none of the demon gods I know can open such a teleportation gate that can always keep running without the need for energy." He explained the constant teleportation. Why is the door not simple? Alori paused, seemed to consider his tone and then said:

"Generally speaking, only very, very, very rare coincidences can create this kind of permanent portal under very, very, very special circumstances. In magic terms, this thing is called a miracle."

"Is it a miracle?" This was the first time Milin saw Alori refer to something in this tone: "Like something like the Philosopher's Stone?"

"No, no, no. Although the Philosopher's Stone is said to be a miracle-creator, it is just a prop after all. It is far from the level of this portal." Alori quickly corrected it.

In short, in one sentence, it would be a pity to destroy or seal something so precious.

"It is indeed an expensive gift." Milin, who had a vague idea of ​​how rare this thing was from Alori's repeated emphasis, thought for a while and then asked:

"Then can you fully control it?"

"I've got it under control now. Boss, if you're worried, you can give it a try. You can even throw in a kitten or puppy." Aluo knew that his performance all along made him less credible in this regard. Li said.

"Where did the kittens and puppies come from? I guess even the mice are gone." Milin glanced at the castle that had been subjected to mass sacrifices by those gadgets.

You can't let the soldiers under your command go to mine, right? Whether they are system soldiers or those locally recruited soldiers, it is a pity.

Wait, it seems like there really is something I can try.

When he remembered, Milin turned his head and said to Attila: "I may have to break my promise."

"???" Attila was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses and said what Milin meant: "I told you I don't care about the master."

After saying that, Attila ordered the Darahan cavalry under his command to bring the dozen prisoners over again.

The prisoners who had just returned to the cell and were dragged out again before their buttocks were warmed up looked confused.

"Didn't you say that you want to be loyal to the empire? Are you loyal to the new emperor? I will give you this opportunity."

Milin said.

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